M o r t a l pain.
Truly. I fell the death
coming from the deepest part of my
soul..
Is it worth dying?
We are the sinners!
Eternally. There is a pool fulled with
hope.
Is it worth crying?
Survivors from hell?
There’s a mixture of pain and
death…
Do you have hope to be the slope
of the highest mountain…
called Golgota?
Want to be a cross…?
Such a dying rose…?
Dying... dying... dying…
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Angel_Of_Love_
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